Busywork

I feel useless

Unproductive

No one needs me right now

Good

I have nothing to do

B o r e d o m.

I can't stop thinking about you

I assign myself tasks

Keeping me occupied

Is like babysitting myself.

I complete lots of busywork,

As if I am in school.

I create a schedule for myself

Itineraries

Anything that has any vague connection to you

I like thinking about you

Doing things related to you

Even if you'll never see half of them

I'm so bored

And so busywork it is

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QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    Failure

    Failure.

    It's not a familiar word to me

    Because I am never failing unless I know

    I haven't tried hard enough

    Been my best

    But that was failure.

    Not by me,

    By them,

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  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    Broken

    I let myself cry

    And it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest

    Exploding

    Shattering into the sky

    I felt like I was dying

    Each day it gets easier

    But when it catches up to you

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